Well, that's fair enough. I can't argue otherwise, and I haven't even seen half of the shit you have. [ Although Alan believes what he has seen is enough to make it so he can never be normal again. If he ever was normal. ] I know it's a weird time to say it, but if this story ever ends and I'm finally out for good, I- we need to get a drink.
[ Maybe Steve isn't interested in being friends or even acquaintances, but at the very least, Alan wants the chance to buy the other man a drink.
Alan listens to Steve giving the summary of events, and then his gaze flicks over to Casey's when Steve comments on his appearance. They obviously all need to rest and regroup, if they have the time to do so. They probably don't have time, but they still need to regroup, at least.
But his gaze shifts back to focusing on Jesse again, because he just can't look away from that wound on her head. He wants to tend to it himself, cleaning away the blood and bandaging it as best as he can. Maybe if they have a moment alone together, he can do that.
He's not even thinking about his own condition, not even when Casey comments on it. It hasn't registered in his mind that his head hurts or a sense of vertigo kicks in if he moves too quickly. His focus is still on Jesse and hating how she and everyone else has been dragged into this nightmare.
Even so, Alan opens his mouth to say something to Casey, but Jesse gets there first. Just as well, because Alan feels prickly enough to snap at the other man, and as satisfying as that would be, it really wouldn't accomplish anything.
He crosses his arms and watches as Steve and Casey eventually go on their way, heading up the stairs, and once they're gone, he turns to look at Jesse again. ]
Yeah, I guess they did. I didn't really have time to stop and notice it, but- [ He shrugs as if it's inconsequential. ] I'm fine. [ Mostly. But I need to know that she's all right. That's more important than anything. ]
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[ Maybe Steve isn't interested in being friends or even acquaintances, but at the very least, Alan wants the chance to buy the other man a drink.
Alan listens to Steve giving the summary of events, and then his gaze flicks over to Casey's when Steve comments on his appearance. They obviously all need to rest and regroup, if they have the time to do so. They probably don't have time, but they still need to regroup, at least.
But his gaze shifts back to focusing on Jesse again, because he just can't look away from that wound on her head. He wants to tend to it himself, cleaning away the blood and bandaging it as best as he can. Maybe if they have a moment alone together, he can do that.
He's not even thinking about his own condition, not even when Casey comments on it. It hasn't registered in his mind that his head hurts or a sense of vertigo kicks in if he moves too quickly. His focus is still on Jesse and hating how she and everyone else has been dragged into this nightmare.
Even so, Alan opens his mouth to say something to Casey, but Jesse gets there first. Just as well, because Alan feels prickly enough to snap at the other man, and as satisfying as that would be, it really wouldn't accomplish anything.
He crosses his arms and watches as Steve and Casey eventually go on their way, heading up the stairs, and once they're gone, he turns to look at Jesse again. ]
Yeah, I guess they did. I didn't really have time to stop and notice it, but- [ He shrugs as if it's inconsequential. ] I'm fine. [ Mostly. But I need to know that she's all right. That's more important than anything. ]
Are you okay?